CANDRAMAYA STORY
Part 1: Revenge
The expanse of green fields overgrown with various kinds of vegetables was plastered in front of me, a gust of wind that faded my daydream. After a long time I went to the city to heal the trauma in me about this village and my longing for the father made me again set foot in my hometown, Rogojati village.
Introduce my name Candramaya, the name my late grandfather gave me. I live in a small village that is still far from the word development. My village is surrounded by a very lush forest despite a small village but my village is quite prosperous because the profession of villagers where I live is farmers so we never lack food. Money??? In this village money is a rare item, many villagers still use the barter system to get an item.
Rogojati is the name of my village, the village where I was born and where I live today. I'm an only child, which my father and mother had. Behind my fertile and prosperous village was a leader who was famous for his cruelty and cruelty. He is Rogopati.
“Pak, first eat this pack Maya bawain vegetable lodeh same tempe fried” Teiakku in middle-aged men who are busy in the field. He is my father, Mahdi. The field my father worked on still belonged to my family, my father never wanted to sell my grandfather's estate to Mr. Rogo even though he repeatedly forced my father to sell it.
“Before you finish, you prepare first do not forget to give some of the supplies to Toha and bu Rumini”
“Iya pak” I always ask me to give provisions that I send to Ms. Rumini and her son named Toha. Father said even though we do not have much at least we can still share with tonggo teparo (neighbors around). After I finished preparing food for my father, I decided to go to Lading where Rumini's mother worked.
“Father, the food is Maya ready to be eaten soon yes sir vegetable mumpung still warm. Maya pamit ngantar rice for bu Rumini and Toha used to” Pamitku on the father who is still busy cleaning the fields
“the path is careful, do not runi” Shouted the father who just warned me.
The field where Bu Rumini is only 200 meters from the father's field.
“Assalammualaikum”
“Waalaikumsallam, uh Maya what's up?”
“This is mom, Maya wants to send lunch for mom and Toha just happened to cook mom a lot”
“Yes god, so troublesome son Maya. Thank you very much nak”
“Gak bothered bu, besides mubadzir if not eaten later the rice is crying”
“You could have”
“By the way from earlier Maya did not see Toha bu?”
“Ohhh Toha again requested work at Mr. Rogo”'s house
“Oh so bu, thank goodness” I'm a little relieved to hear Toha who got a job so that it can add to his family's income. But in contrast to Bu Rumi, her face looks sad and almost sheds tears. I became sorry for my question earlier, did not want to make Rumi's mother more sad I also permission to return to the father's field.
“Maya, why so long?”
“Loh vegetable lodeh same tempe goreny where sir?” I was surprised to see the dishes that were already full were not left.
“Father spend yes!!!!” He laughed at my face that was so happy because of his actions.
“Pak, do you know if Toha works at Mr Rogo's house?”
“Oh yes, you even just found out. It's good that it's so there's extra income for Toha and bu Rumi”
“But sir, last time Maya asked about Toha suddenly just the face of bu Rumi looks sad”
“Maybe bu Rumi has not had the heart if his son has to work” True father greeting may be bu Rumi feels if Toha is not time to work.
I cleaned up my old eating utensils and brought them back home for washing. Along the way home, I had time to greet some residents who were working in the fields owned by Mr. Rogo. The people in my village are friendly, which is what makes me reluctant to leave this village even though the father several times offered me to work with his friends in the city. Besides I was comfortable with my life in the village, I also could not bear to leave my father and mother.
“Toha..Toha” Shouted me calling a boy my age who was walking limped like he was holding back pain.
“Toha you why?” I was shocked when I saw the bruises all over Toha.
“I'm fine Maya, I accidentally fell while working at Mr. Rogo”'s house I know that Toha is hiding something from me. I don't want to ask Toha more about the wound on his body.
“Toha, have you eaten?” I took the rice I had wrapped and one fried tempeh.
Toha shakes,
I gave the rice packet to Toha and took her to sit at the kamling post.
“Thanks yes Maya”
“Why didn't the rice eat? Sorry only one remaining fried tempeh only , vegetable lodehnya has been consumed by the same father” said I felt bad
“No Mayan this rice is more than enough, but I will give it to mother” I am amazed to hear Toha say, I did not expect that Toha was so attentive to her mother. It is fitting that Toha behaves like that because only Rumi's mom has. The news that I heard Toha's father died at the hands of Mr. Rogo.
“Eat only Toha, earlier I have delivered rice complete with vegetable lodeh and fried tempeh at bu Rumi”
“Can't You Really?” Hearing my words Toha's eyes glazed over, and immediately opened my rice-given wrapper.
“Toha, stop by for a while at my house” Invite me to Toha who is still chewing his food
“What's up?”
“Anything is you going home with a wound like this? Later Rumi will be sad you”
Toha and I walked towards my house, but just arrived at the crossroads to my house, Mr. Rogo's men confronted us.
“What is this?” The muscular hands of Mr. Rogo's men clutched Toha's back shirt and dragged his body. I tried to pull Toha's arm but Mr. Rogo's other men held me back and pushed my body to the ground. It is cruel and cruel that they treat a child as small as Toha with such harshness.
“Maya, tell my mom I came home late at night” Shouted Toha who started to get away from my sight.
I turned my way to Toha's house and relayed what Toha told me. As if you already know, Miss Rumi did not respond to anything I said - only her face looked grim and worried.
“Assalammualaikum”
“Waalaikumsalam, Maya, how just got home? That's why his leg was bruised so”
“Hehe Maya fell in bu” I replied to the mother who tried to cover up what really happened to me and Toha.
“You're a habit of running around, right? Yasudah there shower later mom treat his wound”
After the shower I lay my body on a cotton mattress that every day became my bed. I can't believe the wound on my knee was a little twitching, seeing the wound on my knee I was reminded of the wounds all over Toha how a child as small as Toha can withstand that much pain.
“Candramaya, have you slept?”
“Not bu” Mother brought me P3K gear
“How are you hurt?”
“Taste of bu” pain Mother tried to check the wound on my knee that began to turn blue, apparently the wound was severe enough to cause bruises and pain. Mother drips a red medicine on me and gives me a bruised diarea bobble. The name of the Javanese we still use spices that are for herbal medicine, medicine down the heat or drugs that you use to relieve bruises on my feet.
“Bu, can the medicine box be left here?”
“What is it for?”
“To keep watch mom, later when it's healed Maya give back the same mother”
“Yeah mom put it on your desk”
“Thanks bu”
The next day I waited for Toha at the camling post where we met yesterday, but by late afternoon Toha was nowhere to be seen. My worry made me take the initiative to go to her house.
“Assalammualaikum, mom.. Ms. Rumi” I knocked on the door of Rumi's house many times but taka da someone who opened the door.
“Maya, what are you doing at Rumi's house?” Tanya maam Arum who just returned from the field, happened to be Arum's house is only two houses away from Rumini's house.
“This is ma'am, Maya nyariin Toha and bu Rumi but from earlier no one opened the door? Ms Arum know where they are?”
“Maya, we should not interfere too much with the affairs of others. We're just little Maya” people
“But sir if something happens with bu Rumini and Toha how?”
“Maya, I know you want to worry about them but I don't want to until you why-why”
It seems like father and mother did not want our family to get involved with Mr. Rogo. Mr. Rogo did not bother my family because my grandfather was one of the meritorious people in Mr. Rogo's family, that's why he still values my family because of my grandfather's merits to his family.
But I won't stay put and let Toha and Rumi suffer. Surely now Mr. Rogo is torturing Rumi and Toha. What should I do to save Toha and Miss Rumi.
“Although Sir, please do not hit my mother Sir, release my mother My master please” Toha kneeled at Mr. Rogo's feet
“Cetarrrr.. cetar.. this is a proper punishment for poor people like yam” The sound of a whip being smeared on the body of Rumi's mother, is a very bad punishment, maliciously and mercilessly Mr. Rogo smacked his whip into the body of Miss Rumi who was already covered with bruises, as well as blood that kept flowing from Rumi's mouth and nose.
“Please sir stop, don't kill my mother My master please Sir release my mother”
“Duk..Get your filthy hands off my feet” Mr. Rogo's kick slams Toha's body to the ground. Bu Rumi with the rest of his energy stepped closer to his son's body.
“Toha, Toha wake up nak don't leave nak” mom Cry bu Rumi broke when she saw Toha unconscious, blood flowing from the temple of her right.
“Useless human basis.cuih”
Bu Rumi tried to hold back the blood flowing from Toha's temple by tearing off its array and twisting it around Toha's head. Right at midnight Toha has just regained consciousness.
“Bu, mom.”
“Nak, you finally realized also”
“Mother is okay?”
“Mom's okay son, Toha listen mom, you have to go from here nak”
“No bu , Toha won't leave mom alone here”
“Listen to mom son, you have to keep Toha alive to avenge your father and mother to that fucker”
“But bu..”
“Venge your mother and father nak”
Ms. Rumi distracts Mr. Rogo's men, when there is a chance Toha sneaks out of the place.
“You died you”
“Just kill me, I'm not afraid someday you'll feel what you've done to my family”
“Cuihhhh, can you” Mr. Rogo's men grabbed Rumi's hair and slapped him many times.
“What's this, noisy once”
“This sir, has dared to volunteer he said he wanted revenge to Tuan”
“How dare you, hahhhhh I should finish your life from yesterday”
Mr. Rogo took a machete, grabbed the head of Rumi's mother and slashed his machete until the head of Rumi's mother separated from his body.
“Hahahahahahaha” Satisfied laughter is heard from Mr. Rogo and his men
Toha, who saw him from the crack of the wood of Mr. Rogo's house, clenched his hands with tears that had not stopped flowing, he promised to keep his mother's last request, avenging his parents.
“Wait, where is that rancid boy? You stupid bastards keep two bandots just don't becus quickly find or your head instead”
“Good Tuan” Saw Mr. Rogo realize that he did not exist Toha with all his might running into the forest.
“That he” Shouted one of Mr. Rogo's men, the panic Toha did not have time to look towards the road he was passing and his body was mired in the ravine.
“Hahaha, you can trouble just”
It was still early in the morning the sound of a fart being hit, which indicated that someone had died. My mom and dad, who were having breakfast, wondered who had died. Degg ..Suddenly my feelings are not good I am reminded of Miss Rumini and Toha.
“Pak, who died?”
“Bapak also do not know ma'am, as far as father there are no residents who are sick”
“The name is also destiny pak”
“Ya already so father out first yes ma'am to ensure and at the same time help funeral”
“Maya follow pak”
“You're home, help your mother wash dishes”
“But maya wants to join pak” Rengekku on the father, which was followed by a knock on the door
“Tok.tok.tok assalammualaikum pak Mahdi”
“Waalaikumsallam, what's up Mr Bahar?”
“What does Mr Mahdi already know if there are citizens who died?”
“Iya sir, I heard the sound of this kentongannya I there”
“What is the sir who died?” Ask me to wonder
“If from the rumors of the citizens he said bu Rumini who died, now his body is in the village hall”
My heart stopped beating, what I feared was happening. Without a second thought I immediately ran to the village, I did not mind my feet that still felt pain.
“Maya” Shouted my father calling me, but not one bit I turned my head and intend to return home.
I broke through the crowd surrounding Rumi's mother's corpse covered in white cloth. With trembling hands I dared myself to open the cloth cover. Horrible, what I saw was so - so horrible that Rumi's head was cut off and all over her body was covered with bruises. My vision blurred and my consciousness began to disappear, why there is a human being called Mr. Rogo who is actually what he does again human actions but more precisely the devil.
“Maya, are you okay?”
“Busy, why is Maya at home?”
“You fainted, the father who brought you home. Why did you see Rumi's body? This tea is drunk still warm”
Hearing the body of Rumi's mother made my memory of Rumi's mother's body recall.
“Have not been remembered-remember bu Rumi may be calm at his side” I remember Toha, earlier in the village I did not find the existence of Toha. What about Toha? What happened to Toha? Is Toha okay or is Toha also the same fate as bu Rumi?.
“What do you think Maya?”
“Toha ma'am, how about Toha?”
“If the father said the existence of Toha no one knows yet, Toha could still be at home Mr. Rogo but no one knows for sure”
“Maya should find Toha , buk”
“Maya, you don't have to go too far, son. Because whenever Mr. Rogo can hurt our family. Better we do not have to meddle in his affairs if we do not want to fate the same as bu Rumi and Toha” True also said mother, said, I dare not take risks that will harm me and my family, Toha hope you are okay”.